The palace was spacious enough for all royal children not to cross paths with each other. The high ceilings painted with the art of masters were a common sight for them. They would spend their days passing through the hallways filled with priceless works.
The servants kept their gazes low and ear deaf of the words said inside. Peaceful were some days as the royal children had stayed clear of each other's way, there were moments that they would bare their fangs at each other.
Nelina crossed her arms and waited for Emmalyn to greet her. She stood her ground as her sister from another mother did the same thing as her. They stared at each other for quite a while as the servants behind both of them shrinking as they wouldn't want to be caught in the middle of their masters' dispute.
Despite being stabbed by Emmalyn's gaze, Nelina carried a small smile to show friendliness to her sister. She displayed a concerned expression at Emmalyn.
